then explaining to uncle h my perennial spring concern: "what we need to do now, at this time of year, is kill as many mosquitoes as we can. right now they aren't biting yet, but in a few weeks they will be vicious, so the more we get now the fewer we have to deal with later." "i...don't know how statistically promising that is." "i know, but in this dark world we need to cling to whatever glimmerings of hope we can find." "that's pretty slim hope."
